22. Chapter 21

WARNING! Gets a bit PG13 so if you don't like it, don't read it please :)

SARAH'S POV- I crept back out of the bathroom and stood in the doorway of Harry's bedroom. He was still sat on the couch watching TV, his back facing me. I coughed to get his attention and he slowly turned round.

"Whoa," was all he could say. He started to look really flustered and it made me laugh.

"Like it?" She asked me, spinning round slowly. It gave me a lovely view of her. She looked so good.

"Love it," I say, grabbing her wrists. I pull her close to me and kiss her lightly. She doesn't hesitate. "Are you sure?" I ask her, not wanting her to say no.

"Very," she tells me. I chuckle into her neck and carry on kissing her.

SARAH'S POV- Harry kisses my neck and slowly makes his way down to my cleavage. I wrap my fingers in his curls. Suddenly he picks me up bridal style and carries me into his bedroom. I can't help but laugh. He lays me down on the bed and I sit up, helping him take his shirt off. I run my hands over his chiselled chest. Slowly I take his belt off, not taking my eyes away from his face. He takes his pants off but kneels down in front of me.

"I love you, you know," he grins softly pushing a strand of hair off my face. I was touched by his act of kindness. I knew then that I was completely ready. I knew that Harry wasn't going to hurt me and I knew that he loved me. I trusted him and that's all I needed.

He pushed my shoulders and made me lie down. He started kissing my stomach and made his way down to my thighs. I writhed in pleasure, fisting the bed sheets beneath me.

"I can't take it any longer," he growls. He rips the covers from under me and places them over my body. He then takes his boxer shorts off and joins me under the sheets. I slip my underwear off but leave my bra on.

"You're so beautiful," he tells me as he kisses my ear. I moan. "Now you have to keep eye contact with me," he says, watching my eyes. I nod silently. He kisses me one last time before we hear the door to his apartment bang open.

"Harry! Cat wants..." Lara shouts before walking into the bedroom.

"Lara!" I shout at her. She just stands in the doorway smirking. I pull the sheets up to my chin and so does Harry.

“Lara what the fuck are you doing here?" He growls angrily.

"Cat is having a meeting with you all, so I said I'd get you. I forgot you'd have company," she grins at me. "Hey Sarah," she says slyly.

"Get the hell out of here!" Harry shouts at her. She just laughs and then flounces out of the room. I collapse next to Harry. "I'm sorry," he says quietly.

"We'd better get to that meeting," I sigh, getting out of bed. I put my underwear back on and grab a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from my suitcase. When I turn around Harry has his sweats and a vest on.

"Come here," he tells me. I walk to him and he pulls me closer putting his hands on the bottom of my back. "We'll carry this on later," he tells me, kissing me. But I had a feeling that the mood was gone with both of us.